Last month I flew into Salt Lake City for my nephew's wedding. The added bonus to coming to his wedding was the chance I had to see Carly and Jenna. Although our time together was very brief and mostly in conjunction with the activities of the wedding, I was so content to have seen them. As I was saying my good-byes I hugged and kissed and hugged some more to ensure those feelings of last touches could sustain me until I saw them again. Which in truth, never really do. I would still like a hug and kiss goodnight each night. Jenna looked at me sternly and wanted to know when I would be back. I pulled up my brain Rolodex and stuttered out a hopeful return sometime before October. I hoped it could happen. Now, less than a month later I have returned to Utah to cheer Carly on in her half marathon race on Saturday. I know that my life is wonderful in soooo many ways but I could never be the mom I want to be without Jon. He is the " wind beneath my wings", " my sugar daddy" and the "man behind the curtain".
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